Ah, retrospect. This is how I kicked-off the year. On the precipice of 2021, we now know the answer is “less of 2020.”
Friend — destinations to digest the horrors of 2020 are legion… worry not! This is a happy place.
So grab a cocktail (you deserve it), kick back, and let’s have a look at some quarantine-driven creativity.
Several beers deep, meandering past the Chelsea Hotel… I was beckoned — “Hit the bodega. Buy a sixer. Come inside.”
Make like a dealer, avoid eye contact, get to the elevators… climb stairs, lose yourself, absorb art…mingle with ghosts. On the roof, crack a beer, grab a hammock, take in the washed out stars… what does it all mean?
If you told me I’d paint this picture in my 40th year, living in Idaho as a father of three…
Introducing my latest, a 20”X20”X1.5”, acrylic and enamel painting of ‘The Chelsea’. Of late, I’ve been compelled to experiment… put away the ruler and paint with emotion. Buy the ticket, take the ride.
New Paintings. Works-in-Progress. Insider Art Market Information.
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